Unpublished 2021

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sun rays

powerless

reflect away

from the frozen

skin of the small pond

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there no duck is

allowed to swim in days

like these slivers of ice

compacted together

a strange collage

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reminiscent of abstract art

fish swimming below unseen

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Blossom In Presence

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it is so

that every morning

I go about pressing the foot

on the same path that’s how

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habits are formed good ones

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I have learned in between

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steps to make treasure of

observation new revelations

as they come blossom

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in presence

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This is the first poem posted in 2021 with my wish to you that you will blossom in presence in all of your beauty.

~ Also, tomorrow is my birthday and I wish to myself the good habit to be present and grateful every day that is given to me.

This poem is part of the poetry collection California Notebooks that can be bought on Amazon with a special discount.

Enjoy reading poetry, enjoy basking in its beauty, there is still much we can be grateful for…

Beauty Lingering

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it’s an afterward
moving

this of giving poetry
a way

to talk about the beauty
lingering

unseen
sensitivity shining

bright
in our darker days

when we
think there’s little

to be seen

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Poem from the second volume of the book California Notebooks 02. If you wish to gift yourself, or someone else, a discounted copy click here. I would love to find a review from you. Best Wishes!

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Poetry

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poetry is
the description
of a transition

the details

of a voyage
into new unknown
lands laying

beside us all along

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Poem from the second volume of the book California Notebooks. If you wish to gift yourself, or someone else, for the holidays with a discounted copy click here.

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Mi adorna

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Sunday’s posts are dedicated to Italian Poetry

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mi adorna
un sorriso inaspettato

io che attendo poco e vivo
d’ora che esploro sorvolando

non trattengo nulla lascio
che il movimento accada e non ho

indirizzi punte di spilli o di matite
mi trovo felice tra le ultime tre righe

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Sì, la domenica le poesie saranno in italiano!

Se volete regalare o regalarvi il libro questa poesia é tratta dai “California Notebooks” in vendita da Feltrinelli.

This poems can be read in its English version here.

Tuesday Poems will be in English as usual.

On Clouds – California Notebooks 01

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I’m not knowledgeable
on climatic changes

the way the winds go
on high or low pressure

I didn’t keep my head on books

but clouds those I know

teaching us
how to be in life

the best ones being
those moving fast

giving no resistance
to life happenings

they follow whatever
wind coming their way

you see them glorying

and soon happily gone

busy dancing
life out

no time to pout – others
grow dark and sit dense

giving headaches

to some of us

they build resistance
to any life changes

no escape
the heaviness

they create
will break on us all

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Poem from the first volume of the book California Notebooks. If you wish to gift yourself, or someone else, for the holidays with a discounted copy click here.

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In Sickness – Three Steps

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1.

winter came early

this year to me

and to so many

others counting

the dead ones

holding tight

to a thin opening

of breath whistling

almost in an out my

house old all of a sudden

2.

I do repeat I love you

to my self five times

at day more really

because it helps

my lungs relax

I feel larger

than life

simply

saying

to myself

I do love you

hold on tightly

3.

all shall pass one day

not today maybe

please not

today

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Chapel of the 1348 -1478- 1576-1930 Plague, Italy.

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L’evanescenza

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la potenza scardinante

della poesia che apre

varchi negli spazi

chiusi dell’anima

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la curiosità delle forme

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ricche di sapori

inconsci morti

forse per un tempo

nomade senza dimora

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fissa l’evanescenza

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Tomorrow I Won’t Forget

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I move a strand of hair

away

from my face hanging there

for too long

as I didn’t want to remove

you when

I found too many bottles

empty

outside in the trash cans your words

lies

crawling up obscuring my

mind

as my heart knew nothing

but love

then

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Tomorrow is International Day For The Elimination Of Violence Against Women and I won’t forget my yesterday.

Poetry is

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poetry is

the description

of a transition

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the details

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of a voyage

into new unknown

lands laying

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beside us all along

Anna Mosca reading from the California Notebooks 02 in the Coachella Valley Desert.

You can see/hear me read this poem in the Coachella Valley Desert, where it came to me, by clicking here.

This poem is found at page 111 of the bilingual poetry book California Notebooks 02